”“Really now? And what might that be Brian?”The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes made me very uncomfortable. “How ‘bout if you and...me actually did it?”‘Grab Toto and hold on to your ass Dorothy’, I thought, ‘there’s a storm a brewing.’“Did it? Did what Brian?”“You know...”I was surprised. Surely he wasn’t suggesting what I thought he was suggesting. Even thought I knew, thanks to Jerome, what kinds of things he had bouncing around in that little head of his, I didn’t believe he was. She squeaks inadvertantly as she lands, surprised by the quick shove. " are you a WHORE? Are you a WHORE for master's cock?"She takes a deep breath, and is finally at peace. Her worries and fears and nervousness melts away with her submission to him. The woman looks up and gazes into the man's eyes; "Yes, Master. I can be your WHORE." "Good. then do your job." With that, I start undoing my pants until she reaches up and stops me. She takes off my belt and pulls down my pants and briefs all at. Me ab samjhi (haste huye) par tum itna sharma kyu rahe ho, tum logo ki umr me ye sab to normal hai.Ye kehke ab aunty mere bagal me beth gayi or meri jaangh par haath rakhte huye boli- kyu raghav, tum nahi jaate apni gf k saath (smile)Me- nahi aunty meri gf nahi he.Aunty- me ye baat maan hi nahi sakti, agar nahi bataana chahte toh mat batao par ye baat toh muje pata hai saaf jhoot hai.Me- aunty yahi sach hai, par reason me aapko nahi bata sakta. Thoda vulgar cheez se related hai.Aunty- are koi. Without saying a word, he took my smelly old shirt and wrapped it around Sue's face, gagging and further blindfolding her at the same time.Thinking that Dave was gone and that this was an intruder, Sue struggled against the restraints. She could smell the odors from the shirt and the soap, which further convinced her that it wasn't her husband.Dave wasted no time. He fucked the living shit out of her. He pounded her roughly, slamming into her so hard that the big chair scooted across the floor.